Dust flew into the air, obscuring everyone's view.
Only after a long while did the dust slowly disperse.
When everyone saw the two men and the scene around them clearly, their eyes widened.
"Leng Guhan, it seems you'll have to show Huang Xiao some respect," Wu Xuancang said.
"Haha, Huang Xiao, I take back what I said." Leng Guhan laughed heartily. "From now on, you and I will treat each other as peers."
The Sword Pavilion disciples watching from the sidelines marveled.
This meant that the Sword God Patriarch had acknowledged Huang Xiao's strength and regarded him as an expert of his own generation.
Sword God Yi gritted his teeth, turned, and left.
He knew that he had no chance of challenging Huang Xiao now.
If he wanted to fight Huang Xiao again, that might only be possible after several hundred years, or even a thousand.
"I'm terribly sorry for destroying the Front Hall," Huang Xiao said with a smile.
Whether Leng Guhan acknowledged him or not, his strength remained what it was.
Leng Guhan's attempt to put him in his place had failed.
"No matter," Leng Guhan said. "Come, follow me to the Main Hall."
The Front Hall had been destroyed, but it could soon be rebuilt. Leng Guhan did not care about that.
Of course, that did not mean he would be indifferent no matter who destroyed this place.
If anyone else came and destroyed it, that would be a provocation against the Sword Pavilion.
But there was probably no one in the Jianghu who dared do such a thing.
Leng Guhan more or less understood that Huang Xiao had destroyed his Front Hall to express his displeasure at what he had said earlier, venting a little.
Otherwise, Huang Xiao could have landed on the ground just as